"Come in"
y/n looked at Mr Damocles from the chair on the other side of the table.
"You must be the new student!, wonderful"
"Here is your class schedule and.... It looks like your I'm Mrs Bustiers class!"
The bell rung, signalling the start of class.
"Come now! You can't be late on your first day!"
y/n's Brain hurt from how fact the headmaster was talking.
All she got out from the speech he just gave was, 'mrs bustier and late'.
Soon she found herself being dragged to a room in the corner of the building.
Mr Damocles knocked on the door before walking in 5 second after.
"I hope I'm not interrupting, I have brought you a new student"
He then proceeded to push y/n out from behind him.
y/n deadpanned at the headmaster before staring at the class.
Giving a small wave of her hand, she stifled a yawn.
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FanfictionMLB x reader 𓆏 Your eyes.... Many people say it's the window to one's soul, She disagrees, No matter how many times you practice, no matter how many times you try... Your aura will always stab you in the back. She could sense peoples auras. And yet...
